cross, black rites are soiling Witches are dancing 'round the altar Prayin' to the master to celebrate the holy war Demon devil, preacher's peril Demon devil, preacher
figures come together for an awful vow They have sworn to Satan to celebrate a black mass Damned rites are prepared, black angels they bless Demon and devil, the preacher
Перевод: Running Wild. Проповедник.
Running under cover of the moonlight shadow death row. At the night we're running wild with no hope for tomorrow... No tomorrow!!! As we're walking through
Tang Clan And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start the dancing and your - hands start the clapping [Verse Two: Street] Street's running
Fa sho, fa sho It's either gonna be him or me and I ain't finsta be either or Fear no man, bar none, be a hog like a wild bull Playas don't keep score
places you sleep I hear people complain they broke but you blessed cause you living Better start thanking the lord for the life that you was giving Not a preacher but I'm preaching
, keep reaching Just to pull more out the core of the deamon The people need to see them pure human being Blood, sweat, love, hate, life, death, joy, pain Little child running wild
side I loved him like a brother And I wept when Utah died While riding up one morning And our work was almost done The cattle quickly started On a wild
Woke up this morning looking at the screen There's a couple of men talking, I'm not sure what they mean There's a conversation many men running wild We
see, I had lost all my beliefs And gave up on all my dreams Then I went to church on Sunday And the pastor began to preach It was like he was talking
Ow Running under cover of the moonlight Shadow death row At the night we'll be running, wild with no hope For tomorrow No tomorrow As we're walking through
all in all It ain't nothing but another brick in the wall I ain't to teach ya, I'm just wanna reach ya The wild ass great grand son of a preacher I
gonna come along And save her, save her soul AND WE'RE GONNA SHOUT TO THE DEVIL SHOUT TO THE SKY SHOUT TO THE GODS ALMIGHTY HIGH PREACHER TEACHER PREACHER
And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start the dancing and your - hands start the clapping [Verse 2: Street] Street's running through
Clan And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start the dancing and your - hands start the clapping [Verse Two: Street] Street's running